I don't know how long it took, and the war horse behind Peng Wuwang let out a frightened neigh. Peng Wuhope, who was crying groggily, raised his head blankly, only to see hundreds of warriors dressed as horsemen surrounding a Turkic general wearing armor and long hair and shawls. Beside this general, there is a group of familiar faces. At the time of the bloody battle in Lotus Mountain, Peng Wuwang had learned the power of these Hu warriors, including the biao-shaped man led by him, and the strange man Pua Man who was not feared by anyone.

Peng Wuwang looked around, and he saw the personal guards under the command of Princess Jinxiu: Ke Zhan, Bashan River, and also saw the group of Turkic black-clothed masters who had been constantly encountering him in the past few days, and there were also famous Turkic generals such as Tie Sickle, Tie Lan, Luo Puhan, and Da Hu. These most elite masters of the Saiwaihu tribe have surrounded themselves in the middle.

He gently hugged the corpse of his eldest brother, slowly stood up, and involuntarily glanced at the war horse beside him. The sound of the golden blade cloak rang in his ears, and two black lights swept in front of him as fast as lightning, striking the war horse beside him at the same time. The tall horse was torn into three pieces by the two black bolts of lightning, and its stumps flew out in all directions, and a terrible neighing sound resounded through the sky. The broken horse's head arced through the air and fell in front of him. Having lost his war horse, Peng Wuwang had cut off the last line of escape from life.

A smug laugh rang out in the crowd of Turkic warriors, and the third Turkic prince Mantuo, who was surrounded by the generals, looked up to the sky and laughed, turned his head to Pua Man and said, "This is what you call Peng Wuwang."

The corners of Pu Aman's mouth flashed with a fierce sneer: "Yes, the Lotus Mountain broke through the siege, the Bianshui River planned to kill the Purple Master, the Bohai City was in the limelight, the bloody battle at the head of the Hengzhou Wall did not retreat, and the blood of the soldiers we stuffed it with had already achieved the prestige of his life."

Mantuo snorted gloomily and said lightly, "I want to see how many people will remember his name after he is dismembered." He looked at the eager Flame Sect members around him and smiled slightly, "You sons and daughters have come by too coincidentally, not only did you save my life in front of the Tang Iron Horseman, but also let you meet the great enemy who killed the Heavenly Demon. You have to see clearly, this is the legendary Peng Wuhope. I want to see if he will die today." His words caused hundreds of warriors to shout fiercely, and countless pairs of hateful eyes stared at the black-clothed boy standing alone in the center of the field.

Looking at the cut wound on the head of the war horse in front of him, Peng Wuwang was shocked, lowered his head suddenly, and looked at the wound on his eldest brother's chest that was more than a foot long.

"Yes, I killed Jiang Wang." Pu Aman looked at him with a look in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a happy sneer, and said leisurely.

Peng Wuhope's eyes turned blood-red in an instant, and a suppressed roar faintly flashed in his throat. Facing his gaze that almost wanted to choose people to eat, Pu Aman felt a violent and surging heat rush to his chest, and his heart was extremely excited, he held Shuangyan in his hand, turned his head to Mantuo and said, "Prince Mantuo, please retreat slightly."

Although Peng Wuwang couldn't understand their Turkic language, he understood the word mantuo, he turned his head slightly, looked at the prince of Mantuo, who was about to retreat, and suddenly said in a loud voice, "Are you Mantuo?"

Mantuo was covered by Peng Wuwang's cold eyes, only to feel stiff, he involuntarily puffed up his chest, and shouted in Chinese: "I am Mantuo, how are you going?"

Peng Wuwang didn't answer, just sneered, reached out and touched his waist, wanting to pull out the God of War Heavenly Soldier. Who knew that there was a void in the waist, nothing. His body tightened, and he suddenly remembered that he had gone too hastily when he left the city, and left the God of War Heavenly Soldier in the inn, without carrying it with him.

Looking at his expression, Pu Aman suddenly understood, reached out and pulled the reins of Mantuo, pulled his mount back more than ten steps, and said coldly: "What's the matter, Peng Wuwang, can't you find the God of War Heavenly Soldier?"

Peng looked around anxiously, and suddenly noticed that behind the Turkic warriors to the north was a dense forest, and although it was late spring, the branches and foliage of the trees were already very luxuriant. He immediately shouted resolutely, picked up the body of his eldest brother and ran towards the jungle. As soon as he activated, countless Outer Masters immediately moved towards the north, and Xitu was one step ahead of him in front of the woods, preventing him from escaping into the forest.

Looking at the direction he was running, Pu Aman frowned, and suddenly found that three feet in front of Peng Wuwang, there was a saber stuck in the ground. "The third prince is careful!" He suddenly understood Peng Wuwang's intentions, and his body flashed, blocking in front of Mantuo.

Sure enough, Peng Wuwang took a quick step and rushed to the front of the saber, his whole body suddenly tilted and fell, the pendulum was generally at a narrow angle to the ground, and his left leg swept and kicked heavily on the handle of the saber. This kick was so heavy that Peng Wuhope's body kicked with all his strength and made two laps in place before he retracted his body. The steel knife blew with a terrible wind, swirled rapidly, turned into a rotten silver circle of light, and whistled towards the face of the mantuo, and the muddy water on the upper half of the saber flew in the air like a black snake.

The high-pitched sound of gold and iron clashing resounded throughout the audience, and Pua Man and Yan came out together, cutting the sudden saber into shimmering pieces of a day, and his face was also splashed with the filthy mud on the saber. At this time, Peng Wuwang had already put the corpse of his eldest brother on his shoulder, jumped high towards the mantuo, and stepped on the ground with one foot. Anyone could see that according to the strength of his feet, after this second vertical leap, the distance between Peng Wuwang and Mantuo was only half a step.

"Drive!" The surrounding warriors all urged their mounts and ran towards Peng Wuwang. All kinds of Qimen blades were blowing the golden wind, covering Peng Hopeless in all directions. As long as he took another step forward, before he could meet Prince Mantuo, he had already been cut into meatloaf by this sword mountain and sword sea and axe jungle.

"Hurry north!" A flash of inspiration flashed in Pu Aman's mind, and he hurriedly shouted loudly, swept the horsewhip under his hand, and whipped it heavily on the horse's hips under his crotch.

At the same time, Peng Wuwang's right foot had already risen from the ground, but his body was shooting towards the north, which was exactly the opposite of the position of Prince Mantuo.

The warriors in the north had long thought in their hearts that Peng Wuwang would rush south desperately towards the prince of Mantuo and die with him, but they did not expect him to suddenly change direction halfway. The war horse, which could not hold the reins, flew on all fours and rushed to the south like arrows, while Peng Wuwang, who carried Jiang Wang's corpse on his shoulder, galloped wildly to the north, passing by these warriors who were fighting horses and running loyal to protect the lord.

Pu Aman, who wanted to urge his horse to chase after Peng Wuhope, was blocked by dozens of oncoming war horses, and watched Peng Wuwang run through the chaotic northern encirclement of the Saiwai warriors like arrows, and galloped towards the jungle.

"Get out of here!" Pua Man flew up from his horse, pressed the saddle with one hand, and his whole body rose horizontally, and with a sweep of his flying legs, he swept several war horses in front of him to the ground, along with the warriors on the horses. The war horse under his crotch rushed north without hesitation, chasing after Peng Wuhope's back. Behind him, it can be warned, and Bashan He got rid of the war horses that the warriors of various tribes in front of him could not contain, and urged the horses to come, and behind them were the Divine Arrow Brothers, Tie Sickle, Tie Lan.

Pu Aman let go of the reins with both hands, held Shuangyan at the same time, stared at Peng Wuhope's back, and secretly calculated the distance angle. Iron sickle, Tie Lan took out the bow and arrow brought by Tu Nan's team with the army and made a waterproof treatment, and at the same time aimed at Peng Wuwang's heart. But in battle, Bashan River stood up from his horse at the same time, raising his swords and guns, ready to launch a sudden sniper attack at the moment when Peng was hopeless and rushed into the jungle.

Peng Wuwang carried the corpse of his eldest brother and ran wildly, his swaying figure completely exposed to the vision of the masters of all roads, and the jungle in front of him seemed more and more distant.

At this critical juncture of life and death, a clear and refreshing, liver-splitting horse neighing sound resounded throughout the audience.

When all the horses in the audience heard this neighing like a dragon's roar, they all neighed sharply, and invariably raised their front hooves high, and stood up without warning. The movements of these horses were so abrupt and strange that even the peerless masters of Pua Man and the like still felt helpless and fell off their horses defenselessly.

In front of them, a tall horse with a golden mane and a tabby, unusually strong head appeared like a golden lightning bolt in the pouring rain. It snorted angrily, and the arrows rushed towards Puaman. Pua Man inexplicably flashed to the side, and in an instant, he dodged the four hooves of the golden horse, trampled on it, and pulled himself out with a spin on the spot. At the moment when he had just gained a foothold, the golden horse's front hooves stepped on the ground, and for a moment it stopped, and with a twist of hind hooves, the whole body turned around like lightning, and the front hooves were raised high again, kicking towards Puaman's back.

"Big Brother Pu be careful!" The warriors of the Tu Nan team, led by Tu Jiao, shouted out one after another. As the idol of the samurai, Pua Man has a supreme position among this group of unruly warriors, and his safety is also of great concern.

When Pu Aman heard the wind behind him, he knew that it was not good, he shouted, his feet were forceful, his body was volleyed up, he turned a beautiful hollow heel backwards, dodged the golden horse's front hooves and hit hard, his legs were parted, and he wanted to ride on this golden horse.

The golden horse that once shocked Hengzhou still seemed to remember the lesson after being put on by Peng Wuwang, and he exerted force under his feet, and his body accelerated in an instant, and he flew out from under Pu Aman's body. One person and one horse missed out on the air like this, and no one had anything to do with it.

Pu Aman praised in his heart, turned his head to look around, but found that no one was chasing Peng hopelessly, everyone was demented, and looked at this handsome and elegant golden heavenly horse in a daze, and immediately knew that it was not good, and immediately raised his hand, pointed at the golden horse, and shouted: "Don't be in a daze, shoot it with a bow and arrow!"

Stuffed men love horses the most, not to mention such a rare horse, even the most indifferent people have started to subdue it, and when they heard Pu Aman's order, everyone was stunned and involuntarily hesitated. Only the Flame Sect members didn't think about it, and raised their bows and arrows one after another, aiming at the golden horse.

A dense plucking of bowstrings sounded, and a rain of arrows like locusts flew in the sky and shot densely at the golden horse. The golden horse hissed, and his body accelerated forward suddenly, like a lightning light, and instantly swept out more than ten zhang, leaving the rain of arrows behind him, and roared wildly towards Puaman, and disappeared into the dense rain curtain as soon as he turned his head, and disappeared within a few breaths.

Looking at the back of Jinma in the distance, everyone fell into an unspeakable silence. After a long time, Tu Jiao came to Pu Aman's side and asked in a low voice, "Brother Aman, this horse seems to have a bit of a holiday with you." Pu Aman turned his head, looked at the bloody corpse of the war horse in the distance, snorted coldly, and did not speak.

In the distance, the prince of Mantuo shouted angrily: "All follow me into the woods, and there is no hope for me to capture Peng alive."